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A review by icarusabides
The Silence of the Wilting Skin by Tlotlo Tsamaase
2.0
Two sides of a city, one bathed by the moon, the other sun, and divided by a train of the dead only one side can see. At least that's roughly how this story begins before going... somewhere. Quite where I'm not sure. It's a story that drops the reader in the deepend and leaves them to swim all the while changing what is up and what is down, what is water and what is air.
I found reading it quite hard work, there's a dreamlike quality to the writing with the very reality of the story in constant flux leaving things feeling disjointed and impenetrable. It's like wading through treacle at times and although it's entirely possible this a work of genius it just didn't work for me.
I found reading it quite hard work, there's a dreamlike quality to the writing with the very reality of the story in constant flux leaving things feeling disjointed and impenetrable. It's like wading through treacle at times and although it's entirely possible this a work of genius it just didn't work for me.